Chapter 6 The younger brother popped out

Rusty stair handrails, yellowing and peeling walls, and switch boxes covered with small advertisements.

Memories of my childhood came flooding back.

Jiang Niannian climbed to the third floor in one breath and saw her mother wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand, standing at the door and looking carefully.

Time has left traces on her face, the flesh on her cheeks is a little loose, and the corners of her eyes are slightly drooped.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is her gentle eyes.

Jiang Niannian approached carefully, her eyes were already red. She bit her lower lip and placed her hands by her side.

"Mom~" Her trembling voice woke up her lost mother.

Liang Yu's tired eyes filled with water, she nodded silently, and the spatula in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

She hugged her daughter tightly: "My dear, mother thought it was a dream."

She was also worried that she heard it wrong, but what mother would forget her daughter's voice?

Just when Jiang Niannian and Liang Yu were in the whirlpool of reunion, a little head poked out of the room.

He has short, fluffy hair, round grape eyes, a small and straight nose, and two fleshy hands hanging on the edge of the door frame.

"Mom, who is she?" the little boy's voice was soft and waxy.

Jiang Niannian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and then she saw Liang Yu pull out a handsome little boy from the room who was somewhat similar to herself.

"Chengcheng, call me sister."

The little boy was a little shy and hid timidly behind Liang Yu. He only occasionally poked out his big grape eyes, glanced at Jiang Niannian quickly and then retracted.

It turned out that when Liang Yu got divorced six years ago, she was already one month pregnant, and she suffered a lot in order to give birth to this child.

I worked as a housekeeper while pregnant, and even did some handicrafts when I got home at night. I fainted at home several times because I couldn't keep up with my nutrition.

"Mom, why didn't you tell Dad about this?" Jiang Niannian is not worth it for her mother. At least if she talks about this, her inhumane father will at least give her a generous alimony.

Liang Yu closed the kitchen door, and the range hood was buzzing a little too loudly. She put the onions, ginger, and garlic into the oil pan and answered with a wry smile: "Who knows if he will snatch Cheng Cheng away again?"

Now, Cheng Cheng is her life. If he is taken away again, she will have no hope in life.

Jiang Niannian lowered his head.

Liang Yu didn't want to disturb the family's happiness because of this incident, so she gently pushed Jiang Niannian out of the kitchen, and then shouted to Cheng Cheng who was stacking wood in the living room: "Liang Chengcheng, help mom take out the chicken legs from the refrigerator.

Yo~"

"Here we come." Cheng Cheng responded to Liang Yu's requests. It was obvious that Liang Yu taught him well. Although the clothes he wore were not of famous brands, they were clean.

The little guy opened the bottom drawer of the refrigerator, took out the frozen chicken legs, walked into the kitchen, and asked in a low voice: "Mom, don't you save the chicken legs for the holidays?"

Liang Yu smiled and took the chicken legs from her son, then placed them in the prepared ice water.

"Silly boy, my sister is back. Of course she has to take out the best things. Go and see how many shrimps are left in the refrigerator from last time. Let's make some winter melon and shrimp soup."

Jiang Niannian stood outside the kitchen and heard a few words. When she saw Cheng Cheng push the door and come out of the kitchen, she immediately sat on the sofa in the living room.

The girl picked her hands and her eyes fell on Liang Chengcheng, who was rummaging in front of the refrigerator. His fair face was filled with air-conditioning, and his two little hands kept digging around in the full refrigerator, looking for something.

"Mom, you don't need to cook too much, I can't eat much." Jiang Niannian looked at the six fragrant dishes on the dining table, and the time seemed to go back six years ago.

Every day when she comes home from school, she will be sweating profusely. Then when she rushes into the house, she will smell the strong fragrance of vegetables, just like what she sees in front of her.

Jiang Niannian stood still at the dining table.

Two small fleshy hands on one side held a bowl of white rice and placed it in front of her. Cheng Cheng's voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Sister, eat~"

Although Jiang Niannian still can't accept the existence of this little guy, he is so well-behaved that it's hard not to like him.

At the dinner table, Cheng Cheng would put the chicken legs into his mother's bowl first, and then eat rice by himself. Whenever he saw that there was no more food in her mother's bowl, he would immediately pick up some food for her.

"Chengcheng, you eat it yourself, why do you always give it to mom?"

When Jiang Niannian saw that Cheng Cheng was a child who didn't eat much food, she didn't dare to pick up more food. Instead, Liang Yu kept picking up food for her.

"Have a big gourmet meal. These are home-cooked dishes. Are you not used to them?" Liang Yu was worried that she wouldn't be used to the food at home, so she picked up her phone and asked, "How about I order a takeaway for you?"

"No, no, no, I'm used to it. I've been thinking about this for a long time. Mom, there's no need to order takeout." Jiang Niannian picked up the bowl and took a big gulp of the rice. In order not to make her mother suspicious, she took two spoons of winter melon and shrimp soup and that was it.

Two big bowls of rice.

After eating, Jiang Niannian was so stretched that she couldn't bend down.

She rushed to wash the dishes, but Liang Yu refused: "If you want to help me, go and teach your brother how to do his homework."

This is the only thing she can do.

The dim desk lamp was on the desk, and Jiang Niannian looked around the whole room. This used to be her room, but it was now filled with sundries and some discarded books.

Isn’t there another guest room? Why are all the sundries piled up in this room?

Just now she saw that the guest room door was locked. Why did it need to be locked separately?

In the house, the only two-story wooden double bed can still vaguely see the shadow of the past, but the bed on the upper floor is also filled with a lot of debris.

"Why don't you turn on the light? It's not good for your eyes." Jiang Niannian glanced at the dim lamp on the desk.

Liang Chengcheng sat in front of his desk, his eyebrows straight. He looked up at her after hearing the sound, and after a while he squeezed out two words: "Save power."

The girl pursed her lips and nodded without saying anything more.

Liang Chengcheng is now in the top class of kindergarten, and most of his homework is addition and subtraction.

Jiang Niannian knew that most children could not help but use their fingers as tools to calculate addition and subtraction, but Liang Chengcheng did not.

He does an arithmetic problem almost every 1.5 seconds.

Jiang Niannian saw that the white erasers he put aside were all square, and she couldn't help but murmured in her heart: Could this guy be a genius?

Just when Jiang Niannian thought she was about to leave the desk without any sense of participation, Liang Chengcheng suddenly raised his clear eyes and said in a soft voice: "Sister, I don't know these two questions, please teach me."

The girl immediately sat up straight, rushed to the little guy's clean homework book, and saw the last two extremely simple addition and subtraction questions.

Well……

She instantly understood that this little guy was taking care of her feelings and was worried that she would be embarrassed and bored if she didn't feel involved.

Although, Jiang Niannian's heart still felt warm.

She rubbed the little guy's head, pinched his fleshy face, and smiled: "Want to eat ice cream? My sister will take you to buy it."

No matter what, Liang Chengcheng has the mind of a five-year-old boy, how can he not be moved by ice cream?

He neatly finished writing the last two questions in his homework book, and then looked at Jiang Niannian hesitantly: "But mom won't let me eat."

"My mother didn't let me eat it before, but I still know how to eat it." The moment Jiang Niannian blinked, Liang Chengcheng had already moved from the desk to the door.

He bared his white teeth and asked, "Would you like to eat now?"
Chapter completed!